A young girl praised him, and even Lan Xinli, who only cared about King Jing, looked over in a daze.
But at this moment, two or three more girls rushed forward with palace lanterns. As soon as they saw Chu Wuyou, they shouted to him in an infatuated manner:
"Sir, what a coincidence. You drew fireflies. Look, I drew the same thing."
"Young Master, what she said is not true. I also have pear blossoms. I thought of it myself. I started thinking about it yesterday. I didn't expect that I have a close connection with you. We are really destined."
"Sir, we are destined to be together. They are all fake. They saw your painting just now, so they asked the painters selling paintings to paint it anxiously. You see, the ink on their painting has not even dried. Mine was early.
Done."
"You're farting, you're talking nonsense, weren't you also a painting? You dried the ink, hum! I don't care, this young man is mine, I'm determined!"
At this moment, a group of warblers quickly moved towards Chu Wuyou, each holding a variety of palace lanterns to get close to him, exaggeratedly even touching each other.
And Chu Wuyou in the middle, his handsome eyebrows and eyes suddenly turned dark, and his face was unfathomable. Looking at the palace lanterns in front of him, all holding the same portrait, his long and narrow lips couldn't help but twitch.
"Brother Wuyou, now I finally understand. No wonder the business of those painters suddenly improved. Is it possible to do this in pursuit of love?"
The Sixth Prince looked at these girls carrying the same palace lanterns, and then looked at the painters who were working hard at the stalls nearby. He saw that everyone had a lot of silver in front of them, and their hands could paint pear blossoms and fireflies very quickly.
The painting is sour.
Changle was also full of surprise. When she heard the words "fireflies, pear blossoms", she couldn't help but look down at the palace lantern in her hand, and a string of black lines appeared on her forehead.
Isn't this too much of a coincidence? Chu Wuyou's painting is actually the same as hers. Although the arrangement is different, the elements are the same.
And the paintings of these ladies are exactly the same as his. This is too crazy. How can she explain that this painting was painted by herself and not bought temporarily.
In ancient times, there was an idiom about killing Wei Jie. It was said that in ancient times, a man named Wei Jie was so beautiful and charming that he was stared at to death by young girls after he went out on the street.
She originally didn't believe there was such an exaggerated allusion, but now that she saw these crazy girls and the bored man among them, she finally understood that such an allusion did exist.
This should be called "painting without worry".
He was so unsmart that he released the painting directly. No wonder it caused such a sensation.
Looking at the painters who were working hard on painting, Chu Wuyou's eyes were filled with cold light, and he swept towards everyone like a violent lion, and shouted angrily: "Get away!"
As soon as he roared like this, the guards behind him immediately revealed their shiny swords, and shot out bursts of silvery blades at everyone. The girls were so frightened that they quickly took a step back, and each one of them turned pale and did not dare to come any closer.
At this moment, Chu Wuyou's surroundings were finally quiet.
But after the quiet time, he saw Chang Le opposite her with her mouth open and holding a palace lantern to observe. Chang Le's expression was a little rich, and the corners of her mouth were already trembling.
Fireflies, pear blossoms.
When Chu Wuyou saw Chang Le's painting, he raised his eyebrows coldly. Did he not expect that she would buy such a painting like them?
Suddenly, everyone's eyes were focused on the two people's paintings, and their eyes were moving back and forth.